Our Plea

Sweet mother Earth man has raped you
Groping through space to be reborn
Our leaders have misused their wisdom
Freedom is under suspicion
What can we do in such bad times
What's left to hope for
In times like these

Existing in hopeless frustration
Newspapers rot in superstition
Kept in the dark they know no better
Guarding their minds they hard the pleasure
What can we do in such bad times
Whats left to hope for
In such times like these
When Kids ask questions you don't turn away.

Sad city eyes desolation
Confined in their self isolation
Our music gives us determination
Love is our only salvation
What can we do in such bad times
What's left to hope for
In such times like these